The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-08-14

Little Nora required the attention of her
sweet young mother, so Nora left her father
TO amuse himself with her grandson and re-
paired TO the nursery, there to sing lullabies
to the tiny elf, who was stubbornly resisting
all efforts of her nurse to lull her to sleep.
The gentle touch and pleasant melodies of
''mamman soon reduced the young lady to
order, and it was not many minutes ere she
was sleeping sweetly, with the fat, round,
dlmpled cheek resting on the tiny hand
Lord Dudly was not willing that Arthur
and Nora should remain longer in ltaly-he
longed to be again in his, own home and to
have 1t inhabited by those of his own kin
to have the ancient walls of his home re-
echo with the sweet voices and merry laugh
ter of his new-found daughter and the baby
grandchildren.
1t had been lonely home for him in
times past since the loss of his much-loved
wife-but now he anticipated years of hap
piness in the society of his dear ones.
To this Sir Arthur was nothing loath.
Although now he was not nearly so well off
in this words goods, yet he had earned a
competency by mis- art and sculpture and did
not feel that he would be dependent upon
his fathers bounty OF that of his father-in-
law.
With his loved ones around him Arthur
did not need the inspiration of Italy to as
slst him in his much-loved pursuit
To Nora, although she longed to see the
nome of the darling, sweetfaced mother
who had yielded her life TO give her hers,
yet this leaving the only home she had as
yet known with Sir Arthur-the birth place
of her sweet babes with its happy associa-
lions was severely trying, and it was with
difficulty that she could conceal her sadness
from her husband and father.
So Italy land of the poet!
BeSt home of inspiration!
How can leave thee!"
murmured Nora, the heaven-hued eyes suf-
fused with tears as she stood on the portico
of the pretty villa gazing at the land
adorned with bright-hued flowers and the
sparkling river beyond.
But then she was going home-the home
of her anceSuors-to which she had so long
been a stranger. She was going to be en-
folded in the arms of the sweet, noble
mother of her beloved-who, in spite of her
hitherto supposed ignoble birth, had called
her daughter"
And the proud Earl, now she was his sons
equal and of untold wealth, would he not
then forgive her husband and receive her as
adaughters
All! she hoped fondly he would, and they
would again be one reunited family.
To little Arthur this going home to Eng
land-his dear papa's and grandpa's homes
was grand affair.
The dear grandpa had filled his small head
with visions of the wonderful pony he was
| going to give him, and the real gun and a
much-famed sword-all to be his very own.
Going home to England, to the big house
that was to be his own some day, was ia
NOUS event for him and he, like child, was
| inpatient to get there.
Baby Nora cooed and laughed as usual,
all unconscious that she too was going home
| to England.
| The young Countess was delighted at the
| prospect Of having the friend she had grown
| to love as sweet sister so near neighbor,
and fastened home with her husband and
father to assist in making the homecoming
as delightful as possible.